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Then fear struck. My mother saw me masturbating while I watched her and my father have sex. I couldn't even imagine the trouble I was in. I decided to take a shower before I headed down to facethe music. In the shower visions of the night before kept replaying in my head. I ran my fingers up and down my lips as the warm water cascaded over me. I pictured my father trusting into my mother as I slid my first finger into myself. I added a second finger a few strokes later. Every second or third stroke I brushed my thumb over myclit as I pictured my father's backside tensing as he came. I came as I moved my other hand up to my breast and kneaded it with my hard nipple under my palm. I moved my index finger and middle finger to either side of my nipple and applied pressure while keeping up a steady rhythm with my fingers moving in and out of me. Ipictured my mother trembling in orgasm while my father's cum landed on her face and chest. I came again before turning off the water and.

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